peter meehan

Seattle, Monday, November 9 Chang: First the Harford Whalers, then the Seattle Supersonics? Really? If life's for livin', then what's livin' for, especially with all the fucking billionaires in the Pacific Northwest? I am... read more

November 9: Sunday morning—I check in with Dave, who said he’d be sleeping until our book event thing. So I roll solo down to the Mission to check out Aquarius Records. It wasn’t open when... read more

Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'…Okay, we gotta get outta San Francisco. And catch up to the present. Blogging should be so much more sudden than the way we do it. Chang broke his laptop,... read more

You know, being on a book tour—this is my first—is both flattering and exhausting: You're running around all day hoping for people to pay attention to you, to buy what you're selling, and then they... read more

November 5, continued: After breaking our fast at In-N-Out, we were off to the Google HQ to do….we didn’t quite know. A book event. A “presentation.” Chang on it: Chang: Meehan brings his boy... read more

November 4: San Francisco, Day 1. We get in, roll up to the city, head to our hotel, Hotel Frank. There’s a poster outside the entrance asking, “Have you slept with Frank?” It describes such... read more